Being Alone

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And now being alone causes infinite sorrow,

A ponderous torture known only to one;

Destroying her mind and corrupting her thinking

The joy of her happier life has all gone.

Because double edged silences cut in her daydreams,

A mouthful of whisky, she screams at the one,

At the memory of days when she should have known better;

But that's far behind her, the damage is done.

Now she's caught in a trap she created with cruelty,

Discarding her friends, living only for one,

Being stronger than all whilst inside she was crumbling;

Being needed so much...now the tears start to run.

For the love she destroyed with her stupid insistence,

'It doesn't mean anything, you're not the one.

I can live without needing that one special person.'

She was wrong, still she needs him;

The pain carries on.